Ava felt her jaw drop again, but this time she didn’t feel like throwing the forest at Xavier. She…almost wanted to give him a hug. Of course, she didn’t. Instead, she surreptitiously moved to sit on her hands, combating the inconvenient need she felt to reach out. “Oh.”“Yeah, oh,” he said, raising his head to look at her. “And that’s why I wanted to bring it up. I know that we’re not mates in the traditional sense, Ava. But if clearing the air between us will help you heal – help Mia heal – I want that. But that choice is yours to make.”It didn’t take Ava too terribly long to consider his offer. She’d already come to the conclusion that forgiving Xavier would be cathartic for her, and after surviving their first real conversation in years, she felt ready to not only forgive him but forgive herself for choosing to move on.The fact that their reconciliation was literally the answer she’d been looking for to Mia’s recovery felt downright kismet.Ava nodded, “Alright. I’m willing to…n
Ava didn’t want to think about how she’d had Aiden stop by Marnie’s for one final favor of a piping hot shower to wash the scent of her mate off of her skin before she made her way back to her boyfriend’s home. It felt too much like a secret.She also didn’t want to examine too closely how she’d come to find herself sneaking back into the bedroom she shared with Noah, not to mention the fact that even after she’d been gone for hours in the dead of night, the light in his office was still on, and the sounds of his typing were still the only sounds in the large, lonely house. It just felt sad.No, life in the lake house was certainly not the same candy-coated dream it had been the day before. As it always did, reality had wormed its way into the cracks in the foundation of her perceived happy home and settled in like a giant, ugly earworm.And while it was true that she didn’t have the full picture at her disposal, the information Xavier had shared with her just made too much damn sense
Coming to an understanding about his treasonous extracurricular activities wasn’t enough to keep at bay the awkward tension permeating the lake house. The air between Ava and Noah had become so charged that when they weren’t touching and kissing and losing themselves to shadow that had settled over their home, they hardly spoke at all.By the time Noah announced a few days later that it was time for him to leave town once again on “business,” it was heartbreaking how eager he was to leave and how relieved she was to see him go. What she felt for him was real, and there wasn’t a part of her that didn’t wholeheartedly believe that he felt the same for her…but this wasn’t an odd hobby to embrace or a bad habit to overcome.Noah’s war was all-consuming. Ava had been caught in someone else’s crosshairs before, and making sure that didn’t happen again was her number one priority right now.Between sorting out the scope of her boyfriend’s crimes and waiting on pins-and-needles for any update
“Think there are enough flowers here?” Dylan muttered, casting a derisive glare around the impressive field of assorted fae-approved flora and fungi gathered around the moonlit lake. “There has to be enough fort parfum de fleurs here to choke a bull elephant.”Xavier snorted but opted to keep his opinions on that particular matter to himself. “I wouldn’t say that too loudly if I were you, Miller,” he advised. “All of this shit was a special order.”“And they’d better fucking appreciate it,” Dylan spat. “The last two weeks of my life have been hell, putting together this dumbass little garden party. Do you know how hard it was to find flowering rowan trees in October? Apparently, plants don’t just bloom whenever you want them to.”Xavier nodded, acknowledging the impressive showing. And to think that it had been cobbled together on such short notice, no less. Three days ago, the field of flowers surrounding this pond hadn’t been here, and given the fact that they’d had to complete this
“You know, if your earthside stories are to be believed, it is quite the scandal that we sit here and share a meal as we do,” Ore said with a twinkle of sly mischief in his eye as he bit into a sumptuous strawberry. “At least, it would be if my people were the ones to provide such a fine meal. It is funny how stories always seem to shake down in favor of the teller?”The fae king’s voice spoke in that strange, evocative frequency as if even the tone of his words held the power to effect a physical change in the atmosphere. In an unwitting victim’s very soul. Xavier held back a shudder as his mind filled unbidden with a litany of those very stories the king just chided.“To be human is to be intrinsically flawed,” Xavier offered with a tip of his wine glass. “Do you keep up with all of the stories that have cropped up over the millennia about your people?”Ore smiled, his wide grin showing far more teeth than strictly necessary, giving him the appearance of a particularly captivating b
“What exactly are you hoping to find, Ava?” Bella’s voice rang through the speaker of her smartwatch, filling the spacious void that became of the lake house every time she found herself alone within its warm timber walls. With Noah away planning espionage, Ava had given Aiden the go-ahead to spend the weekend with Bren, leaving her all to her lonesome. The idea of being completely alone was a foreign concept to Ava, one that she quickly realized she was not a fan of. The house seemed to double in size in the dark, perfectly mundane objects she walked past every day, casting threatening shadows.Every time lake breeze rattled the trees outside or the home’s massive bones settled, Ava’s muscles tensed, convinced that one of the dozens of demons she’d left trailing behind her was just around the next corner.Noah’s office lay a perfectly lit beacon in front of her, but as she stood at the threshold, it was painfully clear that this was the most dangerous room in the house. To her. To
A day after their meeting with the fae, Xavier was still reeling from their revelation. The discovery that Montgomery Bennett had been conducting shady dealings behind the Council’s back was little more than interesting gossip for most of the Wolves in attendance – after all, most members of the Council had their hands in the dirtiest of dealings at any given time.There was no reason to further analyze the unsuccessful ventures of a dead male.But for Xavier and his father, this information was everything. There was no doubt in either of their minds who the mysterious ‘M.B.’ from Victor’s letters was. Beneath his skin, Alexandre paced back and forth in agitation, reacting to the chaotic energy buzzing through Xavier’s veins.He was done with the revelations. He wanted action. Now. And he wouldn’t be told to wait again.“We need proof.”“No. I’m tired of waiting around for fucking proof,” Xavier snapped. “Victor’s been walking free for weeks even though we know what that fucker did. N
“What are you saying, Ava?” Xavier demanded from the other end of the line, but Ava was already on her feet and racing upstairs to Noah’s office.It was the work of mere minutes before she was back inside of Noah’s hidden study, where he had several live feeds of the Eclipse compound running on several monitors. As she watched, the cameras flipped through different areas around the Eclipse Alpha’s estate, from his study to an angle situated above the front and back gates.The small table in this tiny study was much more cluttered than Noah’s actual desk and, among the various notes and documents scattered around the area, Ava remembered seeing several maps. She exclaimed as she picked one up, realizing that she’d been right. Among the maps detailing the layout of the estate and its surrounding property was one that looked much less detailed and way more complicated.“It’s here,” she breathed, almost completely forgetting who was listening in on the other end of her cast aside phone. “
The helicopters hovered above the arena as long dark ropes unfurled from the gaping voids of their cockpits, and soldiers in white began to descend into the Trial grounds. The largest chopper in the group tilted downward, and Xavier watched in horror as gun turrets descended from the vehicle’s hull.Just as he shouted a warning, it was drowned out by the spray of rapid machine-gun fire that bathed the stands where his people, his allies, his mate stood watching on in bewildered shock. It was a stroke of luck and good fortune that Emmaline and Marnie Adair had insisted on attending the Trial along with several other representatives from their coven.The witches were quick to respond, throwing up glimmering shields that did an excellent job of deflecting the rain of bullets, sending them careening off to join the hundreds of other projectiles currently reducing the two-hundred-year-old structure to little more than kindling.Xavier roared his fury and shifted, sna
The weeks leading up to the next month’s Blue Moon and the Trial by Combat scheduled for that night went by surprisingly quickly and quietly. The calm before the storm.Ava, for her part, spent most of that time talking, getting to know as much as she could about her newfound allies. There was a host of information that the spellcasters and the shapeshifters had to bring to the table; doors that she had never known were there to open. Her analytical tactician's mind was thoroughly stimulated at the influx of new information.She had to be thankful that Marnie and Emmaline’s coven had deemed their cause worth investing their time and resources into. And the Selkies? Ava was under no naïve misconception that their involvement was due to anything less than desperation. It just so happened that desperation was as good a motivator as any.Slowly, ever so carefully, Ava worked with Emmaline, Marnie, and the Selkie diplomats to covertly spread the word of th
“The nerve of you is astounding, Adair. What, pray tell, did you think you would accomplish by bringing them here?”The hostile vibe Ava had picked up even from a dozen yards away and through several inches of bulletproof glass somehow didn’t manage to improve by coming into close proximity to the…finfolk? The Selkies, Marnie had called them. People who could turn into seals.It seemed ridiculous, given her own circumstances, that…well, anything really, could surprise her at this point. And, to be fair, it wasn’t the existence of seal people that was currently throwing her for a loop; it was being hit, once again, with the staggering realization of just how little she actually knew about the world around her, her own wider community.And it wasn’t just Ava, either. Through their bond, she could feel Xavier’s mind whirring, struggling to quickly process the new influx of information. Even now, after all this time,
“Alright, alright, shock aside, this is good for us, right?”“That we’re so out of touch that we didn’t even know that there’s an ancient order of witches ruling the world?” “I’m having a hard time tracking your logic, sweets.”“First, to be clear, the institution is ancient, not the witches,” “Well, save for a few that I can think of, but none that we know personally.”“All that aside,” Ava reiterated through gritted teeth. “We all want the same thing! We came here looking for allies to start a new society, and here you all already have irrefutable proof that our plan has legs.”“In theory,” Emmaline emphasized. “Once again, I feel the need to impress upon you the fact that we have no real insight on the inner workings of these pan-supernatural communities outside of the fact that they exist. Much less whether something of the like would
Ava and the Alphas gaped as the two embraced. One female, one woman. One Wolf, the other a human witch. And yet, somehow, they claimed to be sisters. It wasn’t just a turn of phrase or empty words, either. Now that the idea had been spoken, Ava saw the glimmers of recognition solidify into irrefutable shared features between the two.The piercing emerald green of their eyes, the deeply rich, almost black of their hair, even the shapes of their noses and their general bearings were the same.“You’re sisters?” Ava asked.“You’re Alpha?” Liam asked even louder.Emmaline cocked her head to the side in the same bold challenge that Marnie was good for adopting pretty much anytime she found herself speaking with any Wolven male. Ava was beginning to realize that the habit was probably born of more than simply dealing with male bravado.“Why wouldn’t I be?” Emmaline asked, her supple voice thick with saccha
“No.”The line went silent as Ava blinked rapidly, her neurons firing at all cylinders struggling to process the fact that her brother had just blatantly shut down such a simple request for information and why on earth that would be.“Excuse me?” She finally asked. “What do you mean no?”“I mean that I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go meddling in Grave Crown affairs,” he said, his voice stern and giving no quarter. That was all well and good that he felt so strongly, but as long as he was also giving her no answers, ‘no’ wasn’t going to cut it for her.“Grave Crown affairs are Alliance affairs, Aiden. You know that,” she replied.Her brother huffed on the other end of the phone – a frustrated sound. “Even if the Alliance still existed, you, I, and everyone else knows that hasn’t been the case in a long time.”“Bullshit,&rdquo
Ava blinked in and out of consciousness as searing pain ripped through her abdomen. Whenever she surfaced, the renewed shock of pain would cause her to take a quick breath inward that would send yet another, even more, intense wave rocketing through her, sending her back into oblivion.It took a couple of tries and several hours for Ava to wake and stay awake; the pain finally dulled to a thrumming ache. When she could finally open her eyes without her eyelids feeling as if they were made of lead, the first thing she saw was Jack’s pensive face hovering over hers.And the second thing she registered, along with an intense sense of déjà vu, was Xavier’s equally pensive face a little ways off, slumped in a nearby chair.“This feels awfully familiar,” she quipped, her dry throat making her joke sound more like a croak.“Really? And to think that I was just beginning to forget what it was like trying to glue you back togeth
First came the rat-a-tat-tat of machine guns. Then came the screams.All around her, bodies flew into motion as she stood with her phone gripped numbly in her fist.“Ava,” she heard Noah’s desperate voice faintly through the other end of the line as if through a fog. “Ava, what’s happening? Talk to me! Has it already started, damn it?!”Without a word in response, Ava ended the call with a flick of her thumb, far too thrown by just how quickly the tide had shifted today. Neia hadn’t just crossed a line – she’d obliterated it and re-drawn a new one in her image.Ava sprung into action, doing the first thing that came to mind as she ran to the nearest emergency call button and smashed it. The system was relatively shiny and new, having only been installed after her run-in with those sadistic bastards in room 701.Now, flashing warning lights lit up every hallway in the building. The blaring alarm made it im
Eight months ago, if someone had told Ava that just the sight of the Green Light Club’s garish neon sign would be enough to make her smile, she would have laughed in their face. Alright, well, she probably wouldn’t have, but she certainly wouldn’t have believed them either.And yet, here she was, grinning from ear to ear, at the prospect of feeling something familiar, even if the majority of her memories of the place were of the variety that was best left forgotten. She was fairly sure that there was probably some sort of clinical diagnosis with a long name used to describe the contextually perverse sense of relief she felt at her first glance of shiny black lacquer and crushed green velvet. Goddess, this place was awful, and she was so glad to be back.Then again, the journey getting back to the club had been fraught enough to make her eager to climb under the first black silk duvet she saw, regardless of the fact that it could never, under any cir